Today is the 27th July 2009 . 2am now but I'm still working on my project . Somehow, this month seems to past very slowly, too slow till i can't help but think again . Yeah, think of all those 'things' again .

Though i went clubbing last night, that is by far the most un-enjoyed session of all . For the first time, i felt empty without you around me . I went in at 12 midnight, and already was checking my time for home at 1.42am .

I literally waited for 4am so i could see you and go home with you . Back home, i was tired, slept but woke up a few times for nothing .

Day light shown, and we went out together, yes, dating . No romantic dinner or sunset watching, we held out hands and walk down the shops of Toa Payoh . Sold your old phone and we head on to One Fullerton .

First time ever, we went together to the place i always go when I'm down, the feeling and mood is so different . It's like, trying to solve a problem rather than hide it myself . But of course, that's only a feeling .

We found a table, i sat down on my own while you get me coffee like a gentleman .

Whether or not you like it, this is the time where i actually thought I'm enjoying myself for this life . Sitting down at One Fullerton at 5.30pm, where the sun is still up but doesn't shine as much, being by the water side with constant wind blowing into your hair, i sipped the coffee so slow because i didn't want to leave early .

It was then that i wished for time to slow down, because i know i can't stop it . I want that to be forever . We talked, and somehow your smoking doesn't seem to irritate me anymore . I kept asking if you're bored but you never admit totally .

Then i told myself, having it is good enough, don't force for more, so we walked to Marina Square for Japanese food . And to my surprise, the ramen bowl turns out to be extremely big for it serves only one .

It's been long since i had such a pleasant day, not asking for more, yet simple things satisfied me right to the maximum .

I can't imagine what i am to do when you leave for Brunei for a year in November .

Is this what they call happiness ? Or just another paranoiac thinking of mine ?